an old writer and his words

  • STREETCORNER PROPHESY

    He stands on the corner, rocking back and forth. He has been here every day for as long as most can remember. He hasn’t bathed in some time, his clothes, once white are indeterminate shades of beige. Everything is worn thin. His beard has grown long, shaggy. His hair seems electric on his head. He…

    Lou Faber

  • OUT OF THE GARDEN

    He says, “You know it is long past time to stop blaming the poor snake, it wasn’t his fault and when you stop and think about it, he told no lies. And what makes you think that he had any idea of the consequences of the offer. will you admit snakes are as sentient as we…

    Lou Faber

  • GARDENING

    He says, “You know it is long past time to stop blaming the poor snake, it wasn’t his fault, and when you stop and think about it, he told no lies. And what makes you think that he had any idea of the consequences of the offer, would you admit snakes are as sentient as we…

    Lou Faber